Fast-passing system: blackening BOSS, seeking light pets

Chapter 157 Live Streaming: Few Battles, Good Physical Strength (44)

Netizens in the live broadcast room waved after wave of netizens.

Want to see more clearly.

And Zhan Yan has already blocked the position of Lin Qiao's cheek with a palm.

Most of the line of sight was also blocked by it, so it made people even more imaginative.

On the side covered by the palm.

The so-called fruit of the past has actually already quietly dropped on the sofa.

Zhan Yan and Lin Qiao's Chun are tightly entangled.

You can see it when you get close.

The chun of these two people is not entanglement, but a different way to fight each other!
Both parties want to control the other, but neither can control the other.

There is a huge disparity in physical strength between men and women. In this regard, Lin Qiao really can't beat Zhan Yan.

But she was unwilling to be led by him, so she could only fight him to the end!
As for Zhan Yan?
Whether it was deliberate to let Lin Qiao or intentional, I don't know.

Every time Lin Qiao showed defeat, he began to relax his vigilance again, and the latter took the opportunity to face him.

It took several minutes before they let each other go.

The moment they separated from each other, the netizens in the live broadcast room were boiling again.

'666, this time, almost 5 minutes. '

"The chestnut goddess's mouth is so swollen~"

'More than that, my good cousin's mouth is also swollen! '

'Chestnut, well done! '

'Counterattack Chestnut 666! '

……

Some people took the opportunity to brush up the Rockets and asked for another round on the spot.

Lin Qiao tried his best to ignore these barrages.

On the grounds of physical discomfort, he forcibly turned off the live broadcast and went offline.

Although the netizens are a little bit unsatisfied, most of them express their understanding~ adults understand~
Lin Qiao was quite helpless about this.

What the hell are they understanding?

*
After the live broadcast is turned off.

The whole house became quiet again.

Lin Qiao was so angry!

Beating and shoving, using both fists and kicks, he vented his anger on Zhan Yan before turning around to take a shower and sleep.

Zhan Yan had no choice but to smile and let her "domestic violence"
When she finished washing and sat on her bed.

She suddenly found that there was something alive moving on her bed.

Lin Qiao picked up the slippers on the ground.

He threw off the quilt, and when he was about to beat him up, his whole body was hugged into his arms and pulled into the quilt.

And the slippers she had been holding in her hand had fallen off at some point.

Smelling the smell of the people around her, Lin Qiao's frown relaxed slightly.

But that's all!

What Zhan Yan did today really annoyed her!
OK!

Now even more daring to run to her bed?

She was so angry that she grabbed Zhan Yan's arm and began to bite!
The movable hand struggled violently with both feet. Inadvertently, she seemed to kick something.

"hiss……"

Zhan Yan finally made a sound.

The sudden pain was so painful that his whole teeth were chattering.

He suppressed the fussy Lin Qiao.

He whispered, "Don't move!"

Simple two words.

But it contained too many emotions.

There is unbearable pain, and more is helplessness.

He stuffed something similar to a bluetooth headset into Lin Qiao's ear.

Lin Qiao's first reaction was to take it off and endure it, but when the voice kept coming from her cochlea, she froze.

She heard Zhan Yan's subdued gasp beside her.

In the air, there was the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings, buzzing.

Of course, the most obvious thing is an unusually piercing sizzling sound.

These sounds are amplified many times.

It was as if the originally small microorganisms were observed under a magnifying glass.

All sounds are crystal clear.

Zhan Yan reckoned that the time was almost up.

Only then did she remove the little things from her ears.

Lin Qiao also put away the anger just now, and looked at him with questioning eyes.

Zhan Yan made a silent motion at her, and kept writing on her palm.

(End of this chapter)